Happy Poetry Friday and Happy Inktober 2018!
October first began the event of Inktober, which involves creating and posting an ink drawing each day for the entire month of October. The event has artists and others participating all over the world creating drawings and then posting them with #Inktober. You can use any kind of pen, paper, drawing underneath or not. The object of it is to practice using ink for an entire month. Jake Parker began Inktober and you can find out more about him and Inktober at his site.
I like to accompany my inked images with a poem, in it or beside it. This year I decided I would focus on using the alphabet as prompts but not necessarily in alphabetical order. My post today would be for the Letter “I,” and I wrote a tanka poem that is part of the art:
INKY INKY SPLAT
Inky inky ink…
Haunts wily await your
wildest of wanderings…
© 2018 Michelle Kogan
Here’s another poem that is ink related by Jonathan Swift
by Jonathan Swift
I am jet black, as you may see,
The son of pitch and gloomy night:
Yet all that know me will agree,
I’m dead except I live in light.
Sometimes in panegyric high,
Like lofty Pindar, I can soar;
And raise a virgin to the sky,
Or sink her to a pocky whore.
My blood this day is very sweet,
To-morrow of a bitter juice;
Like milk, ’tis cried about the street,
And so applied to different use.
Most wondrous is my magic power:
For with one colour I can paint;
I’ll make the devil a saint this hour,
Next make a devil of a saint.
Read the rest of the poem at the Poem Hunter
Tabatha our Summer Poetry Swap Organizer extraordinaire is hosting the Poetry Friday Roundup this week at her blog, Tabatha Yeatts: The Opposite of Indifference. Her post has a German flair this week with a poem about friendship. Thanks for hosting Tabatha!